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Welcome delinquents to PHS #552. A few reminders, no rough housing, no running in the hallways, no cheating, and no talking back to your teachers. Beyond that, enjoy yourselves. After all these are the years you’ll look back on, and remember, you mother fuckers peaked too early.
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Public Highschool #552 was rebooted by Xereon and Aether. Content is copyrighted to PHS #552 unless otherwise stated. The skin is created by Wolf of Gangnam Style. The board and thread remodel is by Kagney and has been heavily edited. Banner Image Credit. Chatbox Credit
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COME IN COME ALL AND WATCH THE SPECTACULAR STUDENTS FROM PUBLIC HIGH SCHOOL 552 AS THEY PIT AGAINST EACH OTHER IN BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN! Watch as students go toe to toe on this little tournament with an unbelievable budget allocation! See them bite each other in arena made of LEGOS! Make each other bleed in an artificial JUNGLE!, even go as far as making them break bones under an artificial STORM! Really, HOW BIG IS THE BUDGET ON THIS SHIT! SO PLACE OUR BETS AND GO WATCH BAREKNUCKLE BEATDOWN NOW!
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A brand new group is on the making, The Apostles, a Pillar-like group led by none other than our brand new headmaster, Gregoire Girard. A student body that would lead students and enforce the law on this little school of ours. Little is still known about this student body, but who knows? It might just be what the school needs.
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A lunch box is seen last Friday, around 12:37:08pm with an encouraging note packed inside. This appalling display that utterly lacked manliness has left many students stunned and outrage, as some decided, after a long while, to speak out against it.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 17, 2015 23:44:15 GMT -5
Tate was inside the cafeteria with Clark. He was sitting at a small table by the side and staring at a lunch tray. It was all normal food, but he wasn't eating any of it. Clark sighed and stared at Tate. "You can eat Neko." And Tate shakes his head, scared that it's a false command since it's more like he was giving him the option of choosing not to eat. Clark sighed again. "Neko, eat your sandwich." Tate now nods politely and starts to eat slowly, not saying a word. He won't make eye contact with Clark because he's so unimportant that it would be wrong of him to look him in the eye.
As he quietly eats Clark checks his phone to see if Tate is suppose to do anything important this day. Seeing nothing new in the schedule he looks back at Tate to see he is still eating, trying to make no sounds.
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"The truth is that we're all a little lost."
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Post by Himeko Masayuki on May 17, 2015 23:58:43 GMT -5
Himeko wanders around until she's in a place that is probably the lunch room of some sort, what with the smell of food wafting around. She can't be sure though, because for all she knows, maybe this is just a really weird classroom, she has no idea of what PHS #552 is like. She's too new for her liking, but she's sure she'll figure it out sooner or later. Suddenly her blue eyes latch onto a figure quietly and dutifully eating a sandwich, but that isn't what caught her attention-- It's his hair.
They look like cat ears, and Himeko is suddenly overwhelmed to pat his head to see how soft his hair is. She doesn't though, because if this is a school for delinquent and trouble makers, then doing something like that suddenly would probably get her murdered with her body left in a bathroom stall for Hisae to find and mourn, and although she will most definitely haunt her murderer until they cry, she would really rather not die.
Instead, she would walk forward and stand in the line of sight of Tate and Clark, an amused smile on her face as she gives them a wave. "Hi, I'm Himeko, and I love your cat ear hair."
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 18, 2015 13:32:42 GMT -5
Tate looks over at Himeko and puts down his sandwich. It was a very pretty girl with pink hair that he's never seen before. He glances at Clark to see if it's okay to speak. When he gets a slight nod of approval, Tate finally comments. "Thank you Miss Himeko. My name is Neko." Now Tate is acting very formal because this person is new and probably of more importance then he is.
He then stands up and puts his arms out, gesturing to the chair. "Would you like a seat Miss?" He gives up his seat and goes to sit onto the dirty floor because there is no reason for him to be on a chair and her not to be. He doesn't even consider that there are other chairs around the table, he just gives up his chair.
Tate then realized he did something without checking with his master. His eyes widen as he looks at Clark, expecting a punishment. Well if Clark decided not to punish him, he usually doesn't, then he would punish himself later.
Clark looks at Tate and sighs from his actions, he never seems to learn... Next he looked at Himeko and smiled softly. "So how are you today Himeko?"
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Post by Himeko Masayuki on May 18, 2015 17:06:51 GMT -5
Neko was an adorable name. The girl absently wonders if it was a nickname of his he preferred to go by, or was he actually named Neko? Who names their kid that, not that she has anything against naming their child after the Japanese word for cat, she actually enjoy it greatly. After all, Himeko had named her fish "Fish" and just named the second one "Fish #2". That cycle continued in an almost rhythmic fashion, as goldfish always had such sort life spans. As of current, Fish #31 had died before she moved over to New York, and Himeko was now considering getting Fish #32 after things settled down.
But she would smile at him before blinking at his now empty seat as Neko sat himself on the dusty tiled floor. Her pink head turned to face Clark, and she studies him for a moment before nodding and answering in a blunt but amused tone. "It's my first day here, I lost my friend, and I'm feeling pretty lost myself-- But it's an interesting day. How are you two?" She pauses for a moment as she looks down at her white dress that would undoubtedly get dirty on the floor, but she simply shrugs as she decides to wear something not easily stained next time. She would seat herself down on the floor, so she was facing Neko, and tilt her head as an amused smile breaks free on her face. "You're an interesting one. Would you like to be friends, Neko?"
She seriously wants to pet his head to see how soft his hair was, and now there's the urge to put a flower crown on his head too. He seems freaking adorable.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 20, 2015 1:02:13 GMT -5
Tate was confused. Why was the girl of a higher status sitting on the floor with him. Did he do something wrong? Was the girl trying to be nice? Well he still thinks it's wrong, but since she did it of her own free will then she seems to know what she's doing.
Clark watches the two, especially Tate. He wasn't sure if this new situation was going to set him off or anything of the sort. He smiled gently at Himeko though. "We're both doing well, getting to know this school and the people in it since Neko is new." Tate nodded slightly at the statement, slightly worried that if he disagreed he would be punished.
And suddenly she asked to be friends. What would Tate do? He's never been asked a question like that before and he didn't know how to respond. But if he remembered friends were just nice people, so cuddles are the answer! "Neko likes cuddles?" Tate says this with a slightly worried tone as he's afraid to upset the girl who's sitting on the floor.
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Post by Himeko Masayuki on May 21, 2015 17:57:27 GMT -5
"Ah, so you two are new here too." She murmurs thoughtfully, wondering to herself just how many transfers PHS gets monthly. She has to assume it's more often than not, because there are more than enough troublemakers in this world to get put in these schools. At least, it's something she's willing to bet on. "I don't believe I've caught your name." She says, turning to Clark before she hears Neko's response to her earlier question.
"Neko likes cuddles?" It was spoken as a question, unsure and with something she would think is a worried tone, and Himeko peers curiously at the other boy and wonders what it is he's so uneasy about. Is it her? Is he someone not used to people, perhaps?
But she grins at his question-statement, her face bright and amused as she nods once in assent. "Himeko likes cuddles too." She answers back easily, because of course it's true, she adores hugs and cuddles and the lot– And she studies Neko for a moment before she puts her arms out as if to ask for a hug. Normally, she would glomp him right then and there but– He seems... Skittish somehow, unsure in a way, and he's frankly an adorable person she doesn't want to scare off. So she'll ask instead, this time. "Hug? Or, cuddle? Actually, I'd prefer both– Both?"
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 22, 2015 23:30:39 GMT -5
Clark smiles to Himeko and answers with no hesitation. "It's Clark, I'm Neko's aid." Upon hearing his name, Tate looks over at Clark and tilts his head, wondering what his master is talking about. On the word cuddles he perks up and looks at Himeko again. When she says she like's cuddles he makes a small smile and hopes that just maybe he would be getting some cuddles today.
He freezes though when he's given a choice, he hardly knows how to deal with this! Tate would look from side to side and start to mildly look around to see if this was a trap. Afterwards he looked at Clark, hoping he could help out. Clark was just watching and came up with something that would work. "She demands cuddles." Tate nods and crawls closer to Himeko, resting his head on her chest, no thoughts on how it could be awkward at all. If allowed he will snuggle in closer, his silky soft hair brushing her face. "Neko cuddles Himeko." He seems content with himself as if he did a good job.
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Post by Himeko Masayuki on May 24, 2015 19:39:22 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you Clark." She turns her head and raises a hand to salute the male in greeting before turning back to await Neko's answer. There would be a moment of silence as she watches him... panic? Until that dissipated when Clark claimed that Himeko demanded cuddles, to which the boy rested his head on his chest to cuddle her.
Eyes the color of a murky sky blink at how he needed to be told a statement to do something instead of decide on his own, and before she dwells on it further she buries her face in his cat-eared hair, which really is as soft as expected. She would wrap her arms around him to bring him closer, because really, Himeko loves hugs and she loves cuddles and Neko is really nice to cuddle. "Himeko cuddles Neko." She states contently, rubbing her cheek against Neko's cheek.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on May 26, 2015 19:41:33 GMT -5
Tate smiles happily as he's being loved and cuddled. He loves cuddles and cuddled Himeko for a bit more since it seemed okay. Being a cuddly person, Tate wanted to make sure he could get as many huggles and nuzzles as possible. But... this was different then what he was used to. He tried to think what was different, then he got his answer.
Not checking his surroundings at all, the Neko cuddled Himeko one last time, then shimmied down and got under her dress. From there he would try and cuddle his way up her bare skin, stopping when he reaches her chest area. Now it was perfect, and he was a happy Neko! Tate then makes a few small happy mews and the whole thing really seems innocent. There is no ill intent felt, it's just... some cuddling.
Meanwhile Clark has seemed to have gotten up to throw away the food...
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Post by Himeko Masayuki on Jun 6, 2015 22:51:35 GMT -5
It is not easy to surprise Himeko, not because she's jaded beyond her years, seen things that made her understand the world a little better and hate humanity a little less but because the world is strange and she's found strange things to be a natural part of life. It isn't easy to shock her because she's always been one to take things in stride, was always the one doing the strange things that make people look twice, used to the eccentricities because normal is so positively boring that she can never keep her attention on it long enough.
But now there is skin on her skin, a male crawled under her dress and she would scold herself for letting this happen if she wasn't so completely baffled by how this occurred. She doesn't feel embarrassed per se, there isn't a blush lighting up her face and there's no heat rising in her internal emotions but the cat-haired boy cuddling her chest with nothing but her underwear as a barrier to bare skin makes her feel... Exposed.
She feels exposed, like something ripped her open and let the world see who she really was, broken and melancholic and so confused it's almost tragic, feels as uncomfortable as she's ever felt in a long time and the pinkette exhales once to calm herself before awkwardly patting her fair, lithe flutist fingers on his head once before a myriad of clattering emotions course through her.
She wants him out but she doesn't feel the need to scream pervert because those don't seem to be Neko's intentions, she wants to jump up and forcibly shake him out but she isn't interested at all in flashing at the other students in the cafeteria-- Who are staring at them, she notices, staring at her and Neko strangely but there's a male who's giving her such a leer that makes her even more uncomfortable than she already was.
Well, if someone makes you uncomfortable, simply do something that'll relax your nerves so that it fades away into a mild indifference.
Neko is still under her dress, but she is getting calmer about that now, instead her blue eyes pinpoint a fallen fork and she smiles a smile far too sweet to actually be meant. She would lean forward, and it would make Neko squish a bit but she's fine with that, the fork just a length away is all that's on her mind really. The girl soon enough would wrap her fingers around the fallen fork before rearing her arm back to throw it at the male that was staring at her in a way she didn't like.
She hears a curse come from his lips as her weapon meets it's target, and Himeko grins and sticks her tongue out at the male, expression almost haughty as if she was daring him to do something back.The uncomfort resides now, and she nearly lets out a sigh of relief at the fact she's calm again before she looks down at the human-sized lump in her dress to flick Neko on the head, the pain would be slight, muted by the fabric of her dress, but she looks at him and smiles again.
"Neko, you're cute, but not that cute, please get out of my dress." Actually, it would've even matter if someone was as attractive as Adonis, anyone crawling up her dress would not be welcome there. But.. He doesn't seem to mean ill, so she won't stab him with another fallen fork for doing that.
Those little blessing in life, see? Because Neko's so innocent, he gets to go home without any puncture wounds made form forks.
... Her thought process is getting awfully violent, isn't it.
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on Jun 8, 2015 0:37:27 GMT -5
The little Neko felt a pain going to his head. It didn't necessarily hurt, but it was noticeable. Now he was happily cuddling and warm, but it seemed she didn't want him. Now wanting Neko... he must have done something wrong.
Tate climbs out from under the dress with a fairly sad expression on his face. "Neko no needed... Neko being thrown away?" He's trembling now and it seems this is a very important moment for him and his little fragile state. His hair almost seemed to wilt so the ears made of hair would go down. "Neko... isn't needed..." And things would turn for the worst.
Now Tate didn't want to be abandoned again. He thought he was doing something right and his master would like it, but apparently no. To punish himself he quickly slammed his forehead onto the ground and repeated several times until he was bleeding. Now he pretty much gave himself a concussion and maybe broke his skull, but he didn't feel the pain right now. He just wanted the hurt of being abandoned to be gone.
Clark seems to still be missing sadly, maybe he stopped to go to the bathroom?
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Post by Himeko Masayuki on Jun 13, 2015 15:02:09 GMT -5
"Um." She looked at Neko as he began to slam his head against the ground, having no idea what was occurring. All she could figure was that Neko was a weird kid, but first, she had to figure out whether or not she would want to do something about the situation at hand.
It only took a while before she came to a decision, because she couldn't help but feeling irate at his smattering self esteem. He shouldn't care what others thought of him. And while Himeko was never one to get easily angered, that didn't keep her from being annoyed and irate just like the rest of the world. She stood up, dusting off her dress and staring almost analytically at the cat boy before letting out a huff and dragging the kid off the floor. Or well, trying to, because Himeko's upper body strength was only good at climbing and bringing herself up, not carrying other people.
There was a moment of silence as the pink head struggled to get Neko's head off the floor, but then she would turn him to face her and flick his head once again. "No one said you weren't needed." She stated bluntly, scratching her head as she mulled over the words to say.
"You aren't particularly needed by me, given, I don't know you. But I'm sure there are people that love you, like that Clark guy. Stop being all depressed about it maybe? Well, no one's going to throw you away Neko [probably], calm down."
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Post by Tate "Neko" Croft on Jun 25, 2015 3:24:48 GMT -5
Tate was suddenly removed from his ritual and flicked! He whimpers and has tears in his eyes. "Neko not needed...?" His hair ears are wilted as he sniffles. How could he not be needed... Would he be thrown away? Tate didn't want that and looked at Himeko scared. She was so nice earlier, but did she not like cuddles anymore?
He smiles slightly when she says Clark loves him. True! Clark did love Neko because Clark was Neko's master. Tate couldn't imagine not having Clark around and now has stopped crying.
Clark returns soon and looks at Tate. He sighs and picks up the boy and puts him in his lap. "Neko, stop crying and you get cake, strawberry shortcake, your favorite."
Tate lights up slightly and stops crying completely. He nuzzles Clark, wanting his cake. The duo seems to have forgotten about Himeko, but Clark really just wanted to calm the Neko down. And somehow magically Clark seems to have cake. He probably brought it when he returned.
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Post by Himeko Masayuki on Jul 1, 2015 16:25:20 GMT -5
Himeko was unsure if she wanted to keep talking to the pair or if she should just stand up and leave the lunchroom. She didn't particularly have anything else to do, but she didn't have any particular reason t keep talking to them either. The female looks at the two who have seemingly forgot about her, but she doesn't feel any offense at that-- She does that to people every once in a while with Hisae too, she knows.
The girl moves forward, tapping Clark on the shoulder as she watches Neko devour the cake. "Hey, where'd you get that cake?" She asked, looking at the strawberry shortcake thoughtfully. She didn't see him come back, but that was probably because she was occupied with Neko. She didn't see any shortcakes though, was there a bakery near the campus or did Clark just have connections?
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